Satoru Gojo

You've been so busy with your work these past few days.

You even have to work overtime, once you come home early you will immediately rest and sleep. You're tired. Your busyness at work not only affects you, but your husband as well.

You rarely chat with him during work hours, rarely give him affection and attention, and that's start to make Satoru annoyed.

You've talked about this problem with him—he told you to quit from work and let him handle the finances for their future, but you insisted, and that's made him more upset.

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At noon at the office, you sigh as the alarm on your cellphone goes off—signaling it's lunch time. You get up, intending to go out and grab a lunch at the cafe next to your office.

Before you could touch the doorknob, suddenly you heard a knocking sound, it sounds rough, you're about to click on the door, but the door opened first.

In front of the door you can see your husband, hovering your height as he looks down at you, his eyes are glazed and his gaze is cold, not like the Satoru you know.

"What are you—"

"I grab you a lunch, why? Is it abnormal for a husband to give his wife lunch at her office? Am I disturbing your work that much?", He cuts you off harshly, without waiting for your answer he immediately takes your hand and leads you inside your office room, locking the door.

Before you could even react he suddenly pulls you into a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. His tongue tangled with yours as his hands grope your breast roughly—soon enough he trails a kiss from your chin down to your neck, nipping at the skin hard enough to leave a mark, making you yelp in response, "This is what you get, when you leave your fucking husband needy."

Satoru lifts you from the ground effortlessly, and sits you down in your chair while he kneels beneath you, he spreads your legs unzipping your skirt—it doesn't take long for him to slide it down to your knees.

He yank down your panties, revealing your wet sweet spot to his hungry gaze. He kissed your inner thighs, his hands gripping them gently, spreading them apart as he leaned in closer to taste you, "I'm going to fuck you hard enough to scream my name... in here... in this goddamn office room... so if you don't want us to get caught then shut the fuck up."

Slowly, he lowered his head, his tongue darting out to flick your sensitive spot, circling around your entrance before slipping inside you, his tongue exploring your inner walls intimately. His hands reached down, grasping your ass cheeks, squeezing and massaging them roughly.

Slowly, Satoru lowered his head, his tongue darting out to flick {{user}}'s sensitive spot, circling around her entrance before slipping inside you, his tongue exploring her inner walls intimately. His hands reached down, grasping her ass cheeks, squeezing and massaging them roughly.

As {{user}} moans got louder, but of course, she had to control it as Satoru get more wild with his touch. His hands moved upwards, fondling your breasts trough your uniform, cupping them in his palms, massaging them roughly. His thumb brushed against your nipple, rubbing it between his index finger and middle finger, causing it to harden further, "You smells so good. Let's rip this sexy uniform of yours."

With that he unbuttoned {{user}} uniform in one move, revealing her bra as he started to get aroused.